"Patriarch, this is a big deal!" Seeing that he was still learning the reserved of the aristocracy, the man yelled impatiently, "When I just passed by Punk's house, their dogs didn't bark!" ”

"The dog didn't bark?" The patriarch frowned when he heard this, "Something happened to them too?" Those three-headed dogs are stronger than all of me! ”

"Xicheng District has always been the sphere of influence of Paradise Lost, and it has been peaceful all these years, I suspect that the metropolitan of the Falon Church is about to die, and wants to clean up our achievements to go to heaven!" The man panicked, "It's a big cleanup, I don't know how many witchers he hired, we have to be ready..."

The man stopped abruptly halfway through his words, his nose couldn't help but sniff, and the other people who were gnawing on the chicken legs also stood up and looked out the window, and the patriarch sitting on the throne had a gleam in his eyes, "Don't prepare, people are coming." ”

When he reached the door of the villa, the door was opened from the inside, and a strong servant nodded to him, and then made a gesture of please.

"It's worthy of a werewolf, with a sensitive nose." He smiled at the strong man, and stepped inside.

The servant closed the door and led him all the way up to the second floor, and then he saw the old man sitting at the end of the rather messy table, and the row of strong men standing behind him.

"I am the patriarch of the Mosius family, a registered nobleman of the empire, don't you know what is the matter with Your Excellency's visit to me?" The patriarch sat upright and looked at him and asked, "You're an exorcist?" ”

"No, the exorcists are your heads, and I'm the assistant deacon of the church in Pharlon." Teaser said.

"That's good, in fact, it's okay if you're an exorcist, I'm a nobleman, and it's different from those ruffians outside, you can't sanction me for no reason." The patriarch withdrew his arm, replaced it with his other hand, and sat on the table with the noble Fan Dao.

"At least it looks like you're more polite than those guys." Tusee nodded, and then asked, "Did you do the thing of eating human guts on a full moon night?" ”

"Of course not, we're all cooked now." The patriarch frowned when he heard this, "You are slandering a nobleman, Mr. Deacon. ”

"I have some clues pointing to you, since you said it is slander, it is better to make it clear, so as not to hurt everyone's harmony." Teaser said.

"You mean our ancestors were werewolves." Hearing this, the patriarch said straight to the point, "That's just a legend... Of course, even the real ones have been passed down for more than ten generations, and the bloodline is so thin that it is no different from a normal person. ”

"Do you know who did that? Even other heretics don't gnaw on them like werewolves. Asking.

"You just went to the vampire's lair, I guess it's the three-headed dog, they go to walk the dog a lot." The patriarch said elegantly, "Those guys who hold their own legendary status are different from us, they are afraid of the sun, raise blood relatives, beat people, and hold themselves superior, how can they be as simple as us, and their families go to work on the farm every day, ah!" Have you ever eaten chicken drumsticks, the chicken drumsticks in Farlon City are provided by our family. ”

"Monopoly industry, no wonder life is so good." Hearing this, he nodded.

"It is undeniable that sometimes we also intimidate merchants not to do chicken leg business, but we rely on our fists, not claws and teeth, and this alone cannot be said to be heretical." The patriarch generously admitted, "If I could, I would provide the church with chicken drumsticks for free for two years." ”

"That thing was done by the three-headed dog." Looking at the patriarch's elegant posture, he seemed to be trembling slightly, and he didn't plan to talk further, "The church can still afford chicken legs or something, but if there is another werewolf attack in Xicheng District, you will go back to the countryside and never let me see it." ”

"Understood?" Ask.

"I see, I've always prided myself on being civilized." The patriarch nodded.

"Then take your leave, you continue to sell chicken legs." Masturbation nodded, then left on his own.

Feeling the smell of stroking away, the patriarch almost didn't sit still, and sat down again with the support of the strong man beside him.

"The patriarch is just wise, and when he provoked, I thought the patriarch would let us rush up and tear him apart." The strong man holding the patriarch said.

"You're stupid, aren't you? Can sweep away the heretics in Xicheng District, is that an ordinary exorcist? Looking at his bandages, he couldn't be an ascetic. The patriarch gave the strong man a blank look, "You can go to the market in a while to find out what the situation is over there, and let your little cubs remember it in the future!" Drinking can only be drunk in a prison cell, and you must sleep in a cell on a full moon night, and whoever dares not to listen to it is a sinner of the Mosius family, since he is a sinner, how to deal with it, right? ”

"Cut off your limbs and buy fifty meters underground." The strong man panicked.

"It's good to know, find out the sinner, and have a general meeting of the whole clan tonight." The patriarch said coldly.

"Yes!" The strong men responded.

Walking silently in Xicheng District, at this time the smell of blood and the corpses on the street have completely alarmed the citizens, people found out that the dead were heretics after the beginning of the onlookers, they camped and fled, and after a short while, only the corpses of heretics were left on the streets, and the timid ones had already hid on the bed and covered with quilts, and the bold ones also peeked at the outside situation in the slightly open windows on the floor.

When the vigilante team approached, they felt that the street in front of them was a painting, with the corpses of heretics lying on the ground, representing the deacons of the judgment walking slowly.

"Deacon, what's going on here?" A guard ran over and asked.

"I was just cleaning up heresy." "You've come just in time, please help bring all the bodies of heretics to the cathedral." ”

"Purging heretics?" The guard was slightly stunned, and before he could ask any more, a piece of parchment fell into his hand.

"That's the address, it's still a little scattered on the street, don't lose it." Waving his hand without looking back, he walked towards the cathedral.

On the street, Manken and the leader saw the Southern Coolie's wagon carrying a heretic corpse whizzing past him, leaning against the side of the road.

"You say these are all Laskier's purges? I can't believe it! Manken counted the number of passing carriages.

"That's because you don't know anything about deacons." The leader snorted.

"I know, evil is gone." Manken looked like I knew, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the steps of the church, Laskill didn't seem to have a cross.

The cathedral and the man waited for a long time before the cross in the chapel, knowing that at this time the Metropolitan was not awake, but was performing an autopsy.

It wasn't until dark that the Metropolitan led a group of priests in, they were radiant, talking and laughing, and when they passed by the standing Masturbation, they crossed directly from both sides, until the Metropolitan saw that they were going upstairs, and the Masher had to shout, "My Lord, I have completed my mission." ”

"Oh." Hearing this, the Metropolitan turned around and looked at Yang Se and smiled slightly, "Child, you have done a good job, as an assistant deacon is also a high-level divine product, but you can't relax, you have to continue to work hard." ”

"Follow the teachings of the Metropolitan." He bowed and said.

"Upgrade, the word assistant can be removed." The Metropolitan thought for a moment and said.

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